Dream Job

by Andy loves Jesus   Apr 18, 2007


The lights go out.
So dark no one can see.
Just the way I planned.
Then the lights increase.

Just a tiny dim.
Focusing on the stage.
Of 5 friendly brothers.
All ready and arranged.

To drift a little music.
Inside the minds of many.
And then those screaming vocals.
They can hardly wait they can't breathe.

ROCKING OUT THE LITTLE TOWN.
ENJOYING EVERY BIT OF SOUND.
THEY ARE JUST TOURING ALL AROUND.
Living they're dream job.

So much money.
To keep them going.
Enough to last on.
And keep the music flowing.

Exciting every night.
New fans coming through.
Screaming the rockers' names.
And hope for something new.

To drift a little music.
Inside the minds of many.
And then those screaming vocals.
They can hardly wait they can't breathe.

ROCKING OUT THE LITTLE TOWN.
ENJOYING EVERY BIT OF SOUND.
THEY ARE JUST TOURING ALL AROUND.
Living they're dream job.

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  • 17 years ago

    by Alesia

    Yeah! I sure did remember! I don't forget that easily. :) I have been alright. How about yourself?

  • 17 years ago

    by Alesia

    HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ANDY! HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ANDY!...and I hope I remembered the riiiiight daaaaayyyyy. HAPPY BIRTHDAY TOOOO YOU!
    I suppose I should say something about your poem :P I really liked the intro to it. It made me wonder what you're going to write about, and kept me interested. Congrads on another very cool poem or song...whichever.